Armed Train in the Apocalypse

The auction had concluded, amidst a world full of crises, the priority is to quickly transform gains into strength, so naturally, no one lingered there.

After the event, Lian Jin met Su Huan in private, but it wasn’t for a transaction, it was a challenge.

Seeing Su Huan hesitate slightly, Lian Jin seriously said, ”Regardless of the outcome of the spar, I won’t disclose the combat details to anyone, not even Donghuang Heavy Industry.”

Su Huan hesitated, ”It’s mainly because you just bought so much from me, if I end up killing you, others might think I’m double-dealing...”

Lian Jin’s expression stiffened, ’Double-dealing?’

Shu Wei glanced at the two indifferently, then started organizing the harvest list after confirming the conductor’s steady performance.

”It’s just a spar, not a life-and-death battle.”

Lian Jin emphasized again.

”There’s no difference.”

With Su Huan’s abilities, a mistake means death, it’s not something he can hold back from if he wanted to.

Feeling Su Huan’s genuine sincerity, Lian Jin’s eyelids twitched, he already heard Yang Ruoyu laughing behind him.

Shouldn’t have brought her out!

Look at the conductor’s secretary, her expression hasn’t changed once, that’s what professionalism looks like.

Clearing his mind of distractions, Lian Jin seriously said, ”As long as I can witness Tier Three power, it doesn’t matter if I might die.”

Su Huan narrowed his eyes, looking at the determined man in front of him, clicked his tongue lightly, ”Alright, seeing as you spent so much.”

After instructing Shu Wei briefly, the two left the auction house one after the other, leaping between buildings like superhumans, quickly crossing the Iron Wall, reaching the northern unreclaimed area.

Each stood on a rooftop, Su Huan said lightly, ”Let’s do it here; any further would waste time.”

Lian Jin took off his suit jacket, revealing his extravagant pecs, staring at Su Huan on the opposite building, ”My Tier One profession is ’Fighting Master’, Tier Two called ’Iron Fist’, and I possess two skills for advancing to Tier Three ’Fist Overlord’, the only thing holding me back is an opportunity, you can consider me a quasi-Tier Three.”

He clenched his fists, producing a metallic clang, as his muscles expanded with his breath like two steel wings, the tight muscle fibers glowed with a bronze sheen under the light.

Unlike the robust and heavy Liang Kuan, he seemed ”leaner by three degrees”, but each muscle was more defined and dense, like an awakened war machine.

Su Huan’s dark eyes brightened instantly, Thunder Serpent winding around him, finally condensing into a ball of Thunder Liquid in his hand, his clear voice traversing tens of meters to reach the opposite side.

”Primary Profession, Tier One ’Energy Storage Core’, Tier Two ’Circulating Vortex’, Tier Three ’Fusion Furnace’, Secondary Profession, Tier One ’Fighting Master’, Tier Two ’Fighting Expert’.”

After the ’Eternal Motion Mechanism’ formula got out, his profession was no longer a secret, so Su Huan didn’t mind revealing it.

Several nearby Tier One Night Demons peeked their heads out, silently approaching the two on the rooftop.

Lian Jin seemed to recall something, suddenly grinning, ”Oh right, in the gladiator arena on the Floating Island, they called me the War Giant because I defeated everyone.”

Then he strode towards Su Huan, one step, his momentum soared, two steps reached the peak, after three steps his aura clashed with Su Huan’s, facing the terrifying pressure radiating from Su Huan, Lian Jin just clenched his fists tighter, boldly taking a fourth step, wild fighting spirit bursting from his eyes.

Seeing Lian Jin in this manner, Su Huan finally raised the corners of his mouth in a smile, revealing neatly arranged teeth, only such a perfect physique and fierce fighting spirit was worthy of a proper fight with him.

One Night Demon couldn’t hold it any longer, it flipped over the rooftop railing, silently approaching Su Huan from behind.

Both of them noticed these hostile observers, but neither paid them any heed.

Their energies were already clashing, minds and spirits locked onto each other, the first to falter would incur the other’s full-force strike.

But the Night Demons can’t perceive a killing intent, something only living beings can sense.

It lunged directly at Su Huan from four or five meters away.

But Su Huan had already leapt off the rooftop.

Thunder Liquid flowed like a stream down his fingers, instantly covering half his forearm, the limit of Su Huan’s compression control, and then his azure-blue fist aimed straight for Lian Jin’s face, the latter also tightened his iron-gray fists to meet him, both chose a head-on approach without any hesitation!

Apart from not using ’Fusion’, Su Huan activated nearly all his abilities, pouring them into this punch that could pierce through steel!

The moment their fists collided, thunder echoed in the sky, the two figures clashed in midair, one iron-blooded and robust, the other wild and dangerous, web-like electric arcs spread across the sky, Lian Jin felt his entire body go numb, the first to be flung out.

The violent sound waves reverberated between the two buildings, the upper-floor glass instantly shattering into dust.

Su Huan was also knocked back onto the rooftop, his back first hitting the concrete railing, then crashing into the Night Demon trying to pounce, the latter made no sound as it disintegrated with the concrete, its blood streaking a dozen meters of scarlet on the ground, eye sockets beneath its armpits ejecting three to five eyeballs, rolling onto the floor.

”Again!”

Lian Jin’s roar had already resounded across.

Su Huan touched the corner of his mouth, a thread of fresh blood oozing out, the biggest feature of ’Iron Fist’ was its hardness, taking a punch head-on didn’t feel good, but hearing that roar, he rose, stripped off his black shirt, exposing a sculpted body, sneering, leaping downward.

Lightning once again enveloped his body, the two meeting again in mid-air, clashing like beasts.

Hands, shoulders, elbows, knees became their claws, targeting each other’s vital areas.

Lian Jin was rich in melee combat experience, but Su Huan, wrapped in thunder and electricity like a porcupine, brought immense pain with each contact, their base strength attributes too were fairly matched, making it an even fight.

Their eyes had only each other, completely ignoring their bodies plummeting madly from a hundred meters high.

Taking several fierce hits to the face, Su Huan’s temper flared, ignoring a split brow bone and blood, his knee slammed into Lian Jin’s face, and seizing the moment when the opponent looked up, thunder flashed, his body utilizing the newfound force, grinding the opponent’s head against the building, glass frames bending, tiles flying, a trench carved forcefully on the building’s surface.

Lian Jin roared, kicking Su Huan away, adjusting his posture mid-air, before launching himself like a rocket at him from the wall.

The two shattered the window, plunging directly into the floor inside.

Alarming the horde inside the building, a large number of zombies came at the sound, only to be used as cushioning by the two bloodthirsty fighters.

The entire floor turned into a purgatory of flesh and blood in an instant.

Cries, curses, and crashes filled the air non-stop.

The two shirtless men were turned into bloody gourds, yet barely any of the blood on them was their own.

Initially, Su Huan was not accustomed to this punch-for-punch battle, but soon he adapted to the rhythm, and even his much-studied but non-progressing profession fusion was rapidly advancing.

Lightning was no longer simply an offensive tool, but an enhancement to his body.

Gathered at the legs, it could boost his speed; at his fingertips, it could increase attack power.

The power behind his punches grew greater and greater, making Lian Jin ever more alarmed.

At first, he could gain a slight advantage, but later it was Su Huan who dominated him in the pounding.

Looking from outside the building, only clusters of bright lightning storms could be seen spewing out through the cracks in the windows and walls.

Then came the dull drum-like rumbles.

And the unyielding roar of a warrior.

”Again!”

”Harder!”

”Kill me!”

Five minutes later.

Accompanied by hearty laughter, a rugged figure like a piece of rag was kicked out, barely managing to turn over, as a streak of lightning was already above him.

A foot swung down from the air, cleaving heavily like a battle axe at the waist.

Lian Jin’s eyes bulged, accelerating into a fall.

With a boom, he was embedded into the asphalt ground.